That was a heart-warming story. You should make it into a movie. Make your roommate have like some sort of speech impedement and struggle to make it sound right. So he spends like a month before the show rehearsing and such, while you, the dirty asshole that doesn't believe in him, gets drunk and laid by ugly hookers. So then, when you get there, the jackass promoter decides to switch the card and your friend shits his pants. You, finally realizing that he is capable of talking like a normal human being, tell him that you DO believe in him and that you KNOW he can do it. He does. Yadda yadda, big hug in slow motion at the end, and then it's over.

I get 50% of the earnings, alright?

Also, I kinda wish I hadn't changed my name from The Poop Loops. We could have had a clique going on.